Me, My life and my painting

I want to paint the memory of my granny’s favourite bake,

It takes hour upon hour to make but it’s definitely worth the long, 

boring wait so that I can plunge straight in and have that melty- 

mouth sensation of my granny’s famous victoria sponge,

 It tastes like a fluffy, bright white cloud and it makes me very proud 

to say this is the work of my granny on a warm summer’s day, 

I think this is by far my granny’s best recipe,  that’s why I want to 

paint this delicious memory.

I want to paint the memory of when my best friend got the brass 

band to play for me it filled me up with joy and I was as happy as 

one can be it was the best birthday ever topped off by glorious 

winter weather,  it was a wonderful moment and I’m grateful to

martha as no one has ever done something that kind for me, that’s 

why I want to paint this special memory.

I want to paint the memory of that snowy Christmas eve when we 

were all gathered around the beautiful  christmas tree in the main

hall, the trees bushy green leaves drooped with the weight of the 

brightly coloured balls that dangled of its strong branches, the room 

had a faint scent of cinnamon and freshly baked fruit cake but best 

of all I had this warm fuzzy feeling in my stomach growing bigger 

and bigger the closer it got to christmas day and eventually I   

couldn’t wait a second longer that’s why i want to paint this 

memory.

I want to paint the memory of my first day at school ever, first we 

were greeted by a friendly storyteller, then I was was told I could 

ask them any question at any time of the day which was good 

because I had loads of things to say i thought that it was the perfect 

school for me that’s why i want to paint this memory.